She nodded stiffly. It was wrong of her to have expected a better response, though she did anyway. At least he understood now that a ring was meaningless if they weren't on better terms before heading back to Scotland.

Certain that the conversation was over (as this was possibly the longest one they've held in weeks) Melody stood to return to her book. "The only piece I ask we don't trade in is the rose brooch. Maisie, my elder sister, gave it to me to wear on her wedding day. You can choose anything else." She said quietly. Maisie was likely to never say another word to her in their lives, and while Melody was slowly coming to terms with it she knew having a sentimental item would help cope with the loss in later years. "And...when you go to the jeweler I would like to go with you, if you don't mind." She added lastly.